The Crack Up کے بول

The time is here for the exile of all our sons Who believe us when we say that we love you But we must leave you For there's a time and a place to die The boy called roy up against the wall Body was naked, shaking arms in despair All they gave him was the hole in his head For there's a time and a place to die There's a time and a place to die Shame on the person who told you welcome here This is the crack-up Behold the man who is prisoner to his obsessions of fear You'll reach your climax When you begin the annihilation of a culture For there's a time and a place to die There's a time and a place to die Muscle on your arm! They're burning the houses looking for meat This is the crack-up Feeding catfood to the millions Starving, marching, down in the street This is the crack-up This is the crack-up This is the crack-up Muscle on your arm!